Chapter 179: Don't Remember Your Own Son?

Xiang Yiran settled into the Rolls-Royce, still in shock, tangled in how to start asking Bao Yuan for the reason behind his actions.

Bao Yuan looked sternly out of the window, with no intention of offering a detailed explanation.

Mumu sat restrained between Bao Yuan and Xiang Yiran, looking left and right before lowering her head, daring not to make a move.

The more Xiang Yiran thought about it, the angrier and more resentful she became.

Bao Yuan was not unaware; she had lost the ability to bear children long ago.

Suddenly having her reappear in Beijing with a three-year-old child, how would others view her!

Moreover, even if that was the plan, there was no need to bring the child directly to the prison!

She had grown up in the Hai City Slum, which was many times dirtier and darker than any prison, but the years spent in prison still marked the biggest stain on Xiang Yiran's life.

And this stain, was personally drawn by Bao Yancheng.